stealth course [★] shadows

[michael t.]

ALL I FOUND THE SPACE BETWEEN THE SPACES
STANDING IN THE NOTHING, AND TIME RECLAIMS YOU

A stealth course, huh? That seemed like an interesting way to spend a bit of time, even if Michael knew that he didn't really need it. After all, he was a thief at heart, not to mention the fact that he was co-dealer alongside Keona herself. If he hadn't been good at stealth, he wouldn't have exactly been a good spy, either. Not that he had actually gone on a spying mission in some time – which made sense, given recent events. He doubted Roxie wanted him risking his life just to spy on some place like The Coalition, especially since they had seemingly stopped fucking with others. For the moment, at least. And the bobcat did have to admit that he was glad to get a break, since he wasn't sure he'd be able to focus on any sort of longterm stealth mission at the moment. His mind would drift far too much, and that could very well be a death sentence while spying.

Still, now was no time to be focusing on that kind of stuff. Instead, he had a fun and educational stealth course to focus on. Offering Keona a small smile as he approached, the tired dealer muttered softly, "Hey there, Keo... seems pretty fun, although I think I might have a bit of an unfair advantage..." Michael then wandered over to the basket nearby, lifting up a dark blue bandana from the pile. As he turned it over in his paws, he then glanced back over at the course itself, "Well, I suppose I'm already half blind anyways. Might as well try to give myself a bit of am extra challenge." He then reached up to tie the bandana back and over his eyes before moving to sit at the beginning of the course. He dug his claws lightly into the sand beneath him, deciding to wait until a few others arrived before he'd start.

— Reggan